Odes to a woman are floating in the air unceasingly. Can it be otherwise? Everything that surrounds us is filled with a feminine principle. What is She? The concept of the past and the future, the center of peace and war, contradictions and unity, a storm and a quiet harbor. She is the present, without which we can not feel any other state of the soul, no other state of reality. Without her, the soul of the Universe would still be dozing like a tiny dot in the vast emptiness of the cosmos. But it was enough for her to leave her shoes ashore, as whole worlds met.
Thank you @aksinya for great idea! :)